All I wanna do it is write folk songs in my room
And stare at the moon
Howl like a dog and watch you get off
But I'm on tour with the band
So I can't make plans cause I'm stuck in a van
If there's a cliff, I might get off
No one came to the show last night
I'm so burnt out and I wanna go home
And someone's waiting up for me, I know
We had a couple drinks to pass the time
In this fucked up city that only serves whine
We smoke so much, I think I'm going blind
All I wanna do it is write folk songs in my room
And stare at the moon
Howl like a dog and watch you get off
But I'm on tour with the band
So I can't make plans cause I'm stuck in a van
If there's a cliff, I might get off
And I've been considering growing up
Getting married, have a baby and expanding our love
But I'm still struggling to catch up
I lose myself out there, I know
I get so goddamn distant from home
Just wishing to see someone that resembles somebody I know
All I wanna do it is write folk songs in my room
And stare at the moon
Howl like a dog and watch you get off
But I'm on tour with the band
So I can't make plans cause I'm stuck in a van
If there's a cliff, I might get off
I beat up my guitar on stage
And I'm bleeding from my fingers in an act of rage
I'm stuck writing protest songs
Cause the government says I don't belong
And what's a guy supposed to do?
When my mere existence is political?
I write love songs too, I write love songs too, I write love songs too
Is queer love still atypical?
All I wanna do it is write folk songs in my room
And stare at the moon
Howl like a dog and watch you get off
But I'm on tour with the band
So I can't make plans cause I'm stuck in a van
If there's a cliff, I might get off
Awoo!!!
Awoo!!!
Awoo!!!
Awoo!!!